It was a ladies' night (as most nights were) at the bistro Eden had selected. Two free drinks for all wahines but you had to take them before 10 o'clock. They each picked up their two cocktails. The bartender with the nametag, "BOB", nodded and smiled at the four women. "Cocktails for four beautiful ladies.", he said with a wink as he glanced momentarily to his left and nodded.
They smiled at him and found a table. They wanted to dance but didn't want to leave their drinks unattended so they downed them fairly quickly. They laughed as they continued their discussion of the 4 sexy, muscular kanés from the luau.
As the cocktails took effect, they light-heartedly argued about which kané was the best-looking. Then they speculated as to which of them had the biggest bulge.
Eden teased, "You should have gone off with Ricky Steamboat, Miss Remi! Your eyes were practically popping out of your head!"
They all giggled as Remi blushed in embarrassment. The thought of the handsome kané made her swoon. Or was it the cocktails?
They were already a little unsteady as they took to the dance floor. They weren't worried, though, as they were within walking distance of Eden's condo. There would be no need for a designated driver. They could enjoy their cocktails freely.
The wall monitors playing music videos of attractive, muscular men and sexy, near-naked women set the mood. A sexual aura permeated the room. Black lighting and strobes gave the establishment a true disco feeling.
Soon, they were dancing and laughing on the slightly crowded dance floor. They couldn't help but look alluring as they danced. There was quite a bit of bumping and touching of bodies, not to mention a little groping from the men which the Filipina ladies found amusing.
In just a short while, they noticed that they had been joined by four attractive men who looked to be in their 30's. They were handsome with vee-shaped bodies and stylishly-dressed. As often happens in situations like this, they were soon paired off.
Over the loud music, Remi learned that her partner's name was Derek. While he was no Ricky Steamboat, she did find him attractive, not that she planned to do anything about it.
After a number of fast dances, Remi was sweating and Derek said, "Let's take a break and I'll buy you a drink."
Remi smiled to herself as she recalled Eden's prediction that they wouldn't have to buy their own drinks tonight. She was pleased but a bit suspicious. She felt better when he invited her to come with him to the bar. She could watch the bartender prepare the cocktail and take it herself without the danger of Derek trying to slip something into her drink.
As they approached the bar, Derek asked her what she wanted. He went up to Bob and said, "A Cosmo for the lady and the usual for me." Bob understood that Derek's drink should not possibly be mistaken for a Cosmo. The lady had to get the right drink.
As Derek engaged Remi in conversation, Bob took a vial and poured a small dose of Rohypnol, a drug commonly known as "Roofie", in Remi's drink. He handed the tainted drink directly to the lady and she was satisfied that Derek hadn't slipped anything into her drink. She had no idea that her first two drinks that night had also been similarly drugged with small doses of the hypnotic.
They sat down to enjoy their cocktails. As she slid into the booth, Derek was able to take in a complete, unobstructed view from above of Remi's beautiful chest. Remi caught him and pointed a finger at him. "Ah-ah!" she said in a mild, friendly rebuke.
"Well, you can't blame a guy for looking!", he answered. Man! How he wanted to plant his dick in between those hooters! He couldn't wait to get her back to his place.
They talked and laughed as they had their cocktails. She decided it was time to be honest in case he wanted to pursue other possibilities. "Derek, I know I have my flower on the right but, actually, I'm married."
"Oh, that's okay. So am I.", he said in response.
He pulled out his phone and showed her a picture of him with two children and a woman. But this wasn't his family. This was his brother's wife and kids. He often used the photo to place a target at ease. The picture had the desired effect as she felt comfortable knowing that there would be no expectations on his part.
Derek was not discouraged. Despite her denial, he noted that she was wearing the anklet of a hotwife. He planned on banging her later that night.
Derek and his friends were used to patrolling the local bars and discos looking for such women. They picked the right bar this night. The 4 MILFs they targeted for tonight were beauties.
They actually preferred MILFs to young women for several reasons. Young women usually were looking for a long-term relationship, especially if sex was involved. Most MILFs were experienced sexually and knew how perform. They could be counted on to give a good blowjob. Most of them knew how to deepthroat a guy's cock.
More importantly, since most of them were married, it was extremely unlikely they would complain or report it to the police as they didn't want their husbands to find out. These guys had their standards, of course, but these four exceeded their standards by far.
Derek looked over to see how his partners were faring. Quite well, indeed, it seemed. Phil was intimately whispering a provocative suggestion in Eden's ear, holding her hair back with one hand as he did so. She looked at him and laughed, giving him a friendly slap on the arm.
Vanessa was back to dancing with Jake. She was already quite unsteady on her feet. Like a gentleman, he helped her to keep her balance. However, keeping that balance involved him holding her buns and tits to keep her steady. Bob noticed this and would adjust the next dose down a little.
They didn't want their conquests to be unconscious. They just wanted their inhibitions lowered because they had learned that women want sex as much as men. They are conditioned by modern society to be more selective but the innate desire to mate is just as strong as any man's.
Sylvana's inhibitions, if she ever had any, were already gone. She was sitting on Rey's lap and he was rubbing his hand on her thigh under her dress, making sly advances toward her moist triangle. Feeling sexy and aroused, she made no effort to remove his hand.
"A few more dances, then the final dose", Derek thought. They got up again and again they worked up a sweat after a few songs. The girls were comfortable with their male companions and didn't appear to want to reunite.
Once again, Remi went with Derek to the bar for the drink he gallantly offered. Once again, she didn't notice the contents of the special vial going into her cocktail.
